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Seasons
Cruel father winter has blown
The dead freezing winds forth
Dealing despair to the bone
The dark lord of north
"Disappointment is your lot, son"
Words sharp as icy shards
So then was I done
Distanced away a thousand yards
My autumn mind wanders away
To thoughts of distant spring
Still waiting for that day
To that hope I cling
One can choose to hope
And not succumb to despair
But now I must cope
Breathing down this dead air
Cruel father winter has blown
The dead freezing winds forth
Dealing despair to the bone
The dark lord of north
"Disappointment is your lot, son"
Words sharp as icy shards
So then was I done
Distanced away a thousand yards
My autumn mind wanders away
To thoughts of distant spring
Still waiting for that day
To that hope I cling
One can choose to hope
And not succumb to despair
But now I must cope
Breathing down this dead air
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Finishing up at work for the day, I began to head home while reading up on a book discussing linguistics that I need to master for my entry exam at the end of May. As I got to the part that handled the different ways of analyzing poetic texts, my mind wandered to the way the seasons are portrayed here as well as to the atmosphere at home.
Thus was born this poem, an odd piece of work that I made while thinking of rhymes and metaphors. Hope you like it!
Thus was born this poem, an odd piece of work that I made while thinking of rhymes and metaphors. Hope you like it!
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wow, so deep, them feels!